Chapter 195 A dirty world has no place for a smart woman
Hongluan said, "For example, if you select the number 'one', all the 'ones' on the pattern will light up or change color. In this way, you can find other identical numbers based on the characteristics of this game."
"Of course, sometimes there are too many hidden numbers, and it may not be possible to find all the same numbers in one round. In this case, don't waste time on the same number, and try to find other numbers instead."
"As you go through round after round, there will be fewer and fewer blank numbers left, and it will become easier and easier to fill them in."
She sighed, "It's a pity we don't have paper and pens on site. Otherwise, we could use different colored pens to mark things, and if one sheet of paper isn't enough, we can just use another one..."
Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't continue, her red lips slightly parted: "Ah, this..."
Yu Zhiyi snapped her fingers, and all the "one" symbols in the air lit up.
Originally, all the numbers were a dull red, but now the "one" is a bright red. Although they are all red, they are no longer as lifeless as before. Instead, they have become more vibrant and look much more comfortable.
"Is that so?" Yu Zhiyi asked.
"Yes, that's it!" Hongluan said happily.
Yu Zhiyi nodded: "Then let's do it."
“Alright!” Hongluan replied.
At that time, there were only three "one"s in the 81 blanks. Hongluan quickly found the remaining three, and there were still three "one"s left.
Yu Zhiyi watched her solve the problem, seemingly lost in thought.
When she chose the number "two", she quickly found two "twos", and Hongluan also found one "two".
And so on.
Working together, the two filled in all the numbers in no time.
The young master and the others were dumbfounded. The young master was even more unable to accept it: "Impossible! How could a woman like you solve such a difficult problem?"
Yu Zhiyi ignored him and looked at the female ghost in mid-air: "I've solved the problem, can you let them go now?"
"Go? Where to?"
The female ghost's sinister voice rang out: "Isn't it better to stay here? Why do you insist on going outside? It's too dangerous outside; it can't accommodate clever women like you."
His voice immediately changed: "Why should we help these filthy men! They deserve to die! They deserve to die!"
A fierce wind howled through the grove, whipping up dark clouds that blotted out the sun, a harbinger of impending doom.
The young master was blown away to the heavens.
Next up was Miss Su.
Yu Zhiyi frowned as she looked at the black cloud in the sky. The cloud shimmered with a dark crimson, like a gaping maw hidden in the darkness, waiting for its prey to fall in and then devour it all.
Yu Zhiyi threw out a talisman: "Enough!"
After the talisman flew into the air, it transformed into a long sword that shimmered with golden light.
The longsword pierced straight into the dark clouds, instantly dispelling the darkness.
The wind stopped, and the clouds dispersed.
Only the woman's mournful wails remained.
"Why should we help them? They deserve to die! They deserve to die!"
The female ghost revealed herself.
She wore a long black dress, her dark hair was casually draped behind her, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes, which had no black pupils, were filled with intense hatred and resentment.
"You have suffered injustice, but that is not a reason for you to take action against innocent people."
Yu Zhiyi said coldly.
Hongluan tugged at Yu Zhiyi's sleeve: "What injustice did she suffer?"
Before Yu Zhiyi could speak, the scenery in the grove changed.
The group found themselves in a mansion.
Inside the house, the spring sunshine was bright and beautiful.
Countless peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink petals fall in a gentle breeze, like a rain of petals.
Amidst a shower of pink petals, young men and women walked side by side or sat around stone tables chatting, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Behind a window not far away, a little girl in a black dress stood out starkly from the harmonious atmosphere.
She held a calligraphy brush in her hand, and a book was spread out in front of her.
The book is titled "Counting Rods".
The little girl was writing and drawing on paper with a calligraphy brush. Every time she figured out an answer, she would show a bright smile.
Spring goes and autumn comes, spring arrives again as we move east, and the peach blossoms have bloomed several times over.
The little girl has grown into a young woman.
What remains unchanged is that she is still out of place among the other boys and girls, and she still loves reading and solving math problems.
Suddenly, several girls came to the bedside. Looking at the little girl writing furiously, one of the girls reached out and snatched the paper that the girl in black was writing on.
The girl in black hadn't expected someone to be so impulsive, dragging a long line of ink across the paper with their brush, blacking out all the parts she had already calculated.
Her face darkened: "What are you doing?"
"That's what I should be asking you." The girl in the pink dress looked at the thing in her hand with disdain: "What's the use of a woman like you reading so many books? Will they help you marry into a good family in the future?"
The girl in black pursed her lips: "I learned it for myself, and besides, who said a girl has to get married?"
The girls reacted as if they'd heard a joke: "Not getting married? Do you want to become the laughingstock of the Lin family?"
"You don't actually think that just because your mother is the legal wife, you can comfortably stay in the mansion, do you? How naive!"
“If you can’t marry into a good family in the future, your mother’s position as the legal wife will be in jeopardy.”
"It's none of your business!" the girl in black said coldly. "I firmly believe that women are no less capable than men and can achieve great things! Isn't Princess Jialuo, the Protector of the Nation, just such a person?"
The girl in the pink dress became even more sarcastic: "Who do you think you are, to dare compare yourself to Princess Jialuo?"
The girl in the black dress pursed her lips and remained silent.
He slammed the window shut.
She wasn't affected; after calming down, she continued working on her problems.
Soon, another year passed.
The girl in black changed into a red wedding dress.
The girl in the pink dress once wore a disdainful smile: "I told you, it's useless for girls to study so much. They can only marry the son of a small merchant."
"Unlike me, who was able to enter the prefect's mansion as a concubine."
The scenes changed rapidly.
Even after getting married, the girl in black still disliked bright colors and disliked dealing with interpersonal relationships; she only loved reading and doing exercises.
In addition, he also developed a liking for researching some strange and unusual things.
The merchant's son didn't say much; on the contrary, he greatly admired her talent.
Most importantly, she was well-read, which greatly benefited her in business dealings, so the merchant's son liked to take her with him when he went out to do business.
Later, the girl in black invented a powerful repeating crossbow. The merchant's son reported this invention to the authorities, who were very pleased.
After that, the girl in black invented several more things, and all the merchants' sons reported them, and without exception, they all received awards.
The Ministry of Works assumed that the items were made by the son of a merchant, so they made an exception and allowed him to enter the Ministry of Works. Although he started as an eighth-rank official, he officially embarked on his official career.
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